A long, long time agoI can still remember how anime used to make me smileAnd I knew if I posted scans that I could make those people fapAnd maybe they'd be happy for a while

But January made me shiver with every shitpost I'd deliverBad news on the newspage, I felt six times my real age.I remember how hard I cried when I read about his widowed siteBut something touched me deep inside the day that moot resigned.

Did you make the board of love and do you have faith in mods aboveIf the >>>/qa/ tells you so?Now do you believe in rick/duck roll? Can a website save your mortal soul?And can you teach me how to poke real slow?

I was a lonely teenage weeabooWith a beard like Stallman and a love of GNUBut I knew I was /a/non true,The day that moot resigned.I started singing bye, bye Mister Four Chan GuyDrove my Chevy to the Revy but the Revy was dryAnd them good old boys were drinking sake and lyeSinging this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die

Now, for ten years we've been on our ownAnd moss grows fat on a rolling stoneBut that's not how it used to beWhen the admin first made the /a/ and /b/On a server that he ran for freeFor Anon that became you and me

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